Chapter 458 Easy Victory

As a native of Tokyo, Sakurayuki heard on the Internet that "National Glory" was recorded in Tokyo, and immediately watched it with her friends.

When Jichiro Hiraga appeared as a guest on the flight, several friends immediately screamed with joy.

A friend said excitedly:

"Pingga is so handsome! He is brave and handsome, this is a real man!"

This friend had practiced karate and was very familiar with Hiraga. He introduced the idol in great detail——

Hiraga is a karate athlete who has won many youth competitions at a young age.

And because he is more handsome than many male celebrities in the entertainment industry, he is very popular in Japan, second only to the figure skating prince.

Unfortunately, I got injured and couldn't continue to be an athlete, so I entered the entertainment industry and took some photo shoots. Recently, I also shot an action movie, a serious one.

Friends kept telling Sakurayuki about Hiraga's deeds, and couldn't help but say:

"With him here, the Chinese team will definitely lose!"

Sakurayuki couldn't help but retort:

"Su Zhe is also very powerful. Chinese fans have uploaded clips of Su Zhe's variety shows. He is also very good at fighting. He is the most powerful man in the Chinese entertainment industry!"

"But can he be better than Hiraga?" the friend asked confidently.

Sakurayuki suddenly stopped talking.

Of course she didn't think Su Zhe was a match for professional karate athletes.

Even for retired players, the gap between professionals and amateurs is huge.

As the saying goes, don't use your hobbies to challenge others' ability to eat.

Sakurayuki couldn't help but mutter:

"But Su Zhe is an actor, so there's no shame in losing to an athlete."

The friend nodded immediately:

"Of course, I just hate it when some fans praise Su Zhe as invincible and compare him to Lu Bu."

"I'm not a crazy fan..." Sakurayuki said weakly, "Very few fans think that way."

While the two were discussing, the program team had prepared the arena and allowed the audience to enter freely. Even their mobile phones were not confiscated, allowing them to take pictures.

The Japanese side are very confident and are not afraid of the video leaking at all. In other words, they prefer that the video be leaked to avoid being publicized by the Chinese producer.

Su Zhe did not object to the recording by fans and audiences.

He was standing next to the ring, still wearing a fashionable formal suit, and wearing a pair of flat gold glasses with no prescription.

He has a straight figure and is an excellent clothes stander. Now standing next to the ring, he does not look like he is participating in a fight, but like a social elite coming to watch the game, making fans scream again and again.

After a while, the staff came over and said to Su Zhe:

"Teacher Su, the locker room is over there. You can change into your gi. There is also a helmet, please put it on."

As an amateur player, Su Zhe must be asked to wear protective gear to prevent him from being punched to death by a professional athlete without the awareness to protect his head.

——No joke, amateur players don’t wear protective gear, and other injuries are fine, but if they are punched in the head, they may be killed.

Su Zhe waved his hand:

"Need not."

Japan was stunned for a moment, but did not persuade him.

Anyway, they have fulfilled their obligation to remind him. Since Su Zhe is "showing off", let him bear the consequences.

There was an ambulance at the scene, and he could probably be rescued.

"If you don't want to wear a helmet, forget it. Then please change your gi."

Su Zhe also refused:

"I don't practice karate, so why do I need to change my gi? Just find a Hanfu, something simpler will do."

Since it was a confrontation between China and Japan, how could he wear a karate uniform?

Although karate originated from Tang Shou and was passed down from the Tang Dynasty, it has developed Japanese characteristics after all. Su Zhe only wears traditional clothing such as Tang suits and Hanfu.

The Japanese side said:

"I'm sorry, we don't have Chinese clothes prepared in the karate gym."

His words made An Ling'er so angry that she grabbed Su Zhe's hand and said angrily:

"Let's go, we don't even have clothes ready, why are we recording?"

Japan looked a little nervous, fearing that Su Zhe would take the opportunity to escape from the fight.

Su Zhe smiled, took off his leather shoes, walked barefoot to the ring, and said:

"Then don't change clothes and finish it quickly."

He didn't even take off his gold-rimmed glasses, he just untied the mechanical watch from his wrist and placed it in An Ling'er's hand.

Gong Man looked on, a little worried:

"You are wearing formal clothes, can you fight?"

Su Zhe pushed up his glasses and smiled easily:

"It's okay, it's just karate, no need to take it too seriously."

Although the actual combat ability of karate is not bad, unlike Taekwondo, which is a shame in fighting, it is nothing compared to Su Zhe's top fighting ability and physical fitness.

If he were a master of mixed martial arts or a heavyweight player, he would have long since changed into shorts.

Gong Man was still a little worried, but when he saw An Ling'er next to him with an excited face and no worries at all, he couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you worried?"

An Ling'er shook her head happily:

"I believe him! He can even get Sister Ruoruo back, what else can't he do?"

"Ah?" Gong Man was a little confused.

On the other side, Jichiro Hiraga had changed his clothes and was warming up. When he saw that Su Zhe didn't even change his clothes and was wearing formal clothes that were not conducive to exercise, he immediately asked the staff.

The staff told him that there were no Tang suits and Hanfu, and Su Zhe would rather wear formal clothes than change into Taoist uniforms.

Pinghe nodded and said:

"It's okay. I will stop him a little bit to make him lose his face and take the initiative to change his uniform."

Everyone’s understanding of “Cun Zhi” is probably some kind of special challenge.

But in karate, the "inch stop" rule is an important rule of traditional karate, which requires stopping the fist at the moment it hits the opponent so as not to hurt the opponent.

But in full-contact karate, there are no such rules. After all, sparring is about being friendly, but the competition is boring if it is not really fought.

Before the official start of the game, the referee announced the rules. Only standing fighting techniques can be used. No hitting of vital parts (back of the head, perineum, etc.) is allowed. Each round is three minutes, and the maximum is 5 rounds.

Probably a mix of karate and boxing rules.

After the announcement, Su Zhe and Hiraga Jiichiro finally stood on the ring and saluted each other on the opposite side.

Seeing this scene, the audience suddenly burst into exclamations:

"Why don't Su Zhe change clothes?"

"You can still participate in fighting competitions while wearing formal attire?"

"How disrespectful to Pinghe! Chinese people are so arrogant."

After hearing these turbulent accusations, Su Zhe's expression remained unchanged and he reached out to hook Pinghe.

Pinghe looked angry and took the lead in attacking.

He moved quickly, rushing towards Su Zhe like lightning, and struck his neck with a knife, but planned to stop when he got close, so that he could see the huge gap between him and himself.

But Su Zhe just raised his hand and deflected the knife, and quickly punched the Japanese head.

Pinghe was a little careless and underestimated Su Zhe. He didn't expect Su Zhe to be so fast. Before he could react, he saw the fist coming. He could only tighten his neck and pray in his heart:

"I hope his fists are weak, otherwise I will lose!"

In any fighting game, being hit in the head will put you at a huge disadvantage.

Zhang Zhilei knocked down Wilder with just two punches.

But when the punch came, Pinghe knew that this punch would definitely not be light, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

However--

call!

Su Zhe's fist stopped in front of Pinghe's nose, less than a centimeter away, but did not touch him at all.

Pinghe's face turned pale, Su Zhe slowly closed his fist and said calmly:

"You're too confident. If I win you like this, I'm afraid you won't be convinced."

He heard Pinghe's intention to stop, and he appreciated it in his heart, so he stopped him once and gave him another chance.

Su Zhe is the fairest in doing things.

Pinghe bowed slightly and became solemn. He regarded Su Zhe as a professional player, even a formidable enemy he had encountered in the championship, and no longer dared to look down upon him.

As for the audience, the noise became even louder, and they were all in disbelief:

"Is Su Zhe here?"

"Why does he look more powerful than Hiraga?"

"No way! He is just a star, how can he be better than a karate athlete?"

Sakurayue was even more stunned. She held up the phone that was recording and turned to ask her friend:

"I don't know karate. Is Su Zhe more powerful?"

The friend swallowed her saliva. Of course she knew that if he hadn't stopped, Su Zhe would have knocked down Pinghe.

Defeating the enemy with one move is not only more powerful, but a completely different level!

But she instinctively shook her head and said:

"Pingga is just careless, it will be fine if he becomes serious."

Sakura Snow nodded in understanding. Although she secretly supported Su Zhe in her heart, she did not want to see the Japanese athlete lose easily.

At this time, in the ring, Pinghe had completely put away his contempt and pride, cautiously tested, and suddenly launched an attack on Su Zhe.

After Su Zhe blocked it twice, he immediately seized the opportunity and knocked down Pinghe with one kick.

This time the rules only allowed for standing techniques, and Su Zhe was wearing formal clothes and did not want to lie on the ground to perform sleeping techniques. It was too embarrassing, so there was no pursuit.

After Pinghe got up, he became more cautious and tried a few more times, but all failed.

Three minutes later, the first round ended. Hiraga breathed a sigh of relief, quickly walked off the ring and sat aside.

Someone handed him his level, someone wiped his sweat, and a professional coach arranged the next tactics for him:

"Su Zhe is wearing formal clothes, his pants are very tight, and he has difficulty moving. He has almost never used kicking skills. You need to move more, mobilize him, and attack his legs more."

The corner of the ring where he was standing was very lively, full of enthusiasm and passion for sports.

On the other side, Su Zhehan didn't even come out. He still stood upright and looked at the stunned Chinese guests strangely:

"Why are you silent?"

Yu Haohua couldn't help shouting:

"Brother, are you serious? Are you really that good at fighting? The opponent is a champion athlete!"

Su Zhe relaxed his shoulders:

"It's just karate, and I'm a youth champion, not a world champion."

"But..." You are just a star!

Li Daoqiang knelt down half-kneeling and said exaggeratedly:

"Master, teach me martial arts!"

"You are from Shaolin, I can't teach you." Su Zhe simply refused.

Li Daoqiang began to seriously think about the possibility of betraying his master: "Shaolin made a mistake for me."

An Linger complained from the side:

"It has nothing to do with the sect, it's purely a human issue."

Gong Man looked at them in surprise:

"Hey, what are you talking about now? Don't you see that the other party is preparing seriously? Hurry up and get water and towels!"

Su Zhe smiled:

"No need, I've warmed up and the next round is over."

The break is over and the second round begins.

Hiraga's fans immediately cheered loudly and were nervous for him, hoping to give him strength and help him defeat the powerful "God of War".

Amidst the cheers, Pinghe began to take advantage of the limitations of Su Zhe's formal attire, constantly circling and attacking his legs.

Su Zhe really didn't want to tear his crotch after kicking someone, because that handsome scene would turn into a funny scene, which would be seen in every funny scene of the variety show.

"Hey, you are not worthy of respect like this."

Su Zhe sighed, loosened the tie around his neck with one hand, and rolled up his sleeves. When Ping He approached, he raised his leg and took a side kick from him.

Su Zhe had strengthened his bone hardness (his bones were unique), so he didn't worry about the opposite leg at all, but Ping He grimaced in pain.

Su Zhe took the opportunity to hit him in the face with a straight punch, and then followed with an uppercut.

Bang!

Ping He immediately lost consciousness and fell heavily to the ground.

The audience and fans who supported him also seemed to have lost consciousness, and the cheers disappeared instantly.

And Su Zhe's glasses were thrown off because of his fast speed. He quickly stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, and stood up straight in silence.

He seemed like an ordinary office worker who had just reported a form, written a program, and held a court session, so calm.

At this moment, the ring was silent, but flashes kept on lighting up.

The audience was taking photos and recording videos crazily, and after a while someone shouted:

"Fuck, awesome!"

"Let these little devils run wild, but they still can't beat Su Zhe!"

"Su Zhe, you are a national hero!"

It turned out that there were also international students and tourists from China, but they were mixed in with the Japanese audience, and the cheers were too quiet, so Su Zhe didn't hear them at all.

But now, the Japanese audiences were all muted, and their voices could no longer be concealed, and their excitement was beyond words.

Su Zhe smiled and waved his hands:

"I won. I just won a variety show. If you tell others about it, people will laugh at me."

"Japan doesn't treat it as a variety show. They even invited professional athletes!"

In addition to the Chinese audience, the Japanese audience finally reacted and the discussion suddenly exploded:

"Su Zhe is so good? He defeated Pinghe in formal clothes?"

"Not even the karate champion is his opponent?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's all a script! These traitors took Su Zhe's money!"

Sakura Snow was very excited, but she was embarrassed to celebrate. Instead, she comforted her friend:

"Maybe Pinghe underestimated his opponent."

"What enemy?" Her friend was more excited than her, "The two are not at the same level at all! My real name is really amazing!"

"Hey? Your real name?" Sakura Snow was confused, "No, Su Zhe is my real name! Didn't you change your position too quickly?"

"Humph, Su Zhe is more handsome and powerful than Pinghe, why don't I change my real name?"

This fan was really cruel. He didn't even look at his former real name lying on the ground.

Instead, Su Zhe asked the medical staff to enter the venue to check Ping He's injuries.

Fortunately, Ping He was not seriously injured and woke up soon. He just needed to be sent to the hospital for observation.

But he was lying on the stretcher, and his expression was full of doubts about life - he, the karate champion, lost to a Chinese star?

Physical pain is easy to heal, but the pain in the heart will probably take a long time to heal.

The Japanese program team had never thought of such a result and wanted to change the script and did not want to broadcast such a shameful scene.

However, there were so many audiences and so many mobile phones at the scene that they uploaded the video to the Internet as soon as possible.

So, China and Japan were shocked!